From my experience, it just doesn’t seem to make sense

I had a weekend that was full of ups and downs. I went to Baltimore with my son on Saturday morning in a rented U-Haul to pick up a sofa that I purchased from my niece. It’s a nice piece and only a couple of years old and I had hoped to replace our old one, the one my husband uses as his favorite resting spot.

Unfortunately, he did not like this idea but I stuck to my guns and the new sofa is here despite some ruffled feathers. Suffice it to say that Saturday wasn’t so great.

On Sunday, I had one single goal and that was to clear out the back plantings, and re-edge and mulch under the dogwood tree. This was a huge job for me because of my stupid knees, but I got it all done.

 

I wanted to take a before picture and used my cell phone for this. I had already completed the edging when I thought to do this, though.

 

I took several breaks. This is looking up from my chair under that beautiful dogwood.

 

I had to go out for more mulch but had it all finished by 2 pm.  It looks much better now that all the weeds are gone, the hostas are coming up, and the edging is neat.

It was time for a shower and a cocktail on the patio with my husband in this gorgeous spring weather. It felt like Maine in the summertime.

 

I took photos of the beautiful johnny jumps in the planter. Such a cheerful little plant.

 

Everything just felt right, and for some reason my husband’s words came easily to him.  And he told me he wants to go to Maine one more time and that it’s the only thing he’s looking forward to.

And I am going to do my best to get him there.

 

Have you ever experienced a moment in time when you stopped and said to yourself, “I’m going to remember this day forever”?

That’s how it felt yesterday afternoon on the patio with my husband. And then I realized that May 5 marked 9 years since his first surgery and the diagnosis of a brain tumor. That night, the neuro-surgeon told me that my husband had maybe 3 to 6 months to live.

Sometimes I can’t believe 9 years have gone by.

 

I am thankful for so much.

Thanks for stopping by, my friends ~

For some reason, this old Emerson, Lake & Palmer song kept playing in my head the whole time I was working oustide on Sunday. I don’t know how it got in there, but it’s a pretty tune nonetheless.